From WILDERNESS- The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison Part 4

ODE
NEW YORK MAIDENS
everyone has Their own magic
There is no death
so nothing matters
High Style
Flash & forgive me
high botton shoes
clean arrangement
messy breeding
love's triumph
everlasting hope & fulfillment







each day is a drive thru history







Why does my mind circle around you
Why do planets wonder what it
Would be like to be you

All your soft wild promises were words
Birds, endlessly in flight

Your dog is still lost in the frozen woods
or he would run to you
How can he run to you
Lunging w/blooded sickness on the snow
He's still sniffing gates & searching
Strangers for your smell
which he remembers very well

Is there a moon in your window
Is madness laughing
Can you still run down beach
rocks bed below w/out him?

Winter Photography
our love's in jeopardy
Winter Photography
our love's in jeopardy
Sit up all night, talking smoking
Count the dead & wait for morning
(Will warm names & faces come again
Does the silver forest end?)